Thru the field

Life is like a field to me a beautiful pasture. I walk thru this field of emotions experiences like beautiful flowers they abound everywhere this earth plane what a experience so many sensations tastes feelings and i was given the right to cross thru this field and enjoy its many manifestations of the spirit happiness sadness love hate so many sensations so many vibrations what flowers will you pick to fill your bouque to present to the great spirit when you get to the other side of life this field of dreams hopes ambitions and yes love Peace people Jamerson Rising